Archive-name: MrWade/mrwade89.txt
Archive-author: Master Wade
Archive-title: MRWADE= Monica's Virginal Fantasy


     She hung, upside down, suspended by her ankles, her legs
opened widely, her naked sex glistening with her juices and my
saliva.  She tried valiantly to swallow my ejaculate and at the
same time to coax more of it from the throbbing hunk of me that
was jerking within her mouth.

     Afterward, as she soaked in the hot water and sipped on the
white wine, she raised her eyes and spoke softly.

     "If there is anything I regret, it is that I was not able to
begin with you.  Sometimes when you tell me to go masturbate I
fantasize that I am young, still a virgin, and that I have met you
and given myself totally to you.  You have managed to become my
MASTER even without ever having taken my virginity, and you plan
the day that I will lose it very carefully, taking the time to
build the hunger in me to an incredible level before it actually
happens."

     "I would have liked that, Monica", I said softly.  "But in
many ways you were still a virgin when we met."

     "Yes, I know.  I really was.  But in my fantasy you decide
that while you will be the one to provide the details of my first
sexual experience, that you will not actually be the one to "do
it" to me.  I protest at first, wanting it to be you inside me
that first time.  But you tell me that it would be too easy that
way, too routine, not special enough for me.  You explain that it
will require more of me to allow you to watch me lose my virginity
the way you choose for me to than it would for me to simply yield
to you."

     "And that excites you, Monica?", I asked.  "It excites you to
think of being dominated by me even before you had your first
sexual experience?  So dominated that you would allow me to
require you to have it with someone else while I watch?"

     "Thats very nasty, isn't it?", she asked, blushing slightly.

     "Yes, it is nasty, Monica.  And you come very strongly when
you think about it, don't you?"

     Her hand slipped under the water and she began rubbing her
clitoris.  She liked being nasty and thinking of nasty things.

     "Yes, MASTER, I come very, very strongly when I think of it.
But there's more."

     "Then tell me more, my naked little slut.  Tell me all your
nasty thoughts."

     She drained the glass before continuing, her right hand still
busy beneath the water.

     "It isn't just one man, MASTER."  She swallowed hard here,
and looking at me with a very deep hungry look in her eyes asked
quietly, "Can I put fingers inside?"

     I reached behind her and activated the drain.  The water was
still fairly clear, but I wanted an especially good view of her
hand at work.

     "Drape your legs over the sides of the tub, Monica, and then
you may put fingers inside."

     She raised her soft, beautiful legs, draping them gracefully
over the sides of the bathtub, one on either side.  The water was
draining quickly, revealing her small but perfectly formed breasts
and her rigid nipples.

     "Good girl.  Now, tell me about these men, Monica, these men
that I let take your virginity."

     "I don't know any of them, MASTER, and they never speak a
word to me or to you.  There are five of them, and all of them
very handsome and virile looking.  Two of them are black men and
the other three are white.  They are all dressed in white robes
with hoods.  You have rented a suite in a beautiful hotel, and
they all come into our bedroom on your command, lining up at the
foot of the bed and looking down at me."

     The water was all out of the tub now, and I had an excellent
view of her wet body and the hand that was so busily rubbing her
spread opened sex.

     "How old are you when this happens, Monica?", I asked.

     "I'm older than many girls are when they first have a man,
MASTER, because of my strict up-bringing.  I'm almost eighteen.
You've seen me naked before, but these men are the first ones
other than you to see me naked with my legs open wide.  While they
stand there quietly and watch you make me pose in different
positions for them.  You have me roll over onto my stomach, and
make me raise up onto my knees with my bottom sticking lewdly up
in the air in front of them.  Then you make me sit crosslegged at
the foot of the bed and play with my nipples while they watch.  I
can see their cocks growing hard behind the white robes, but they
don't touch themselves, keeping their hands on their hips as they
watch intently."

     She had two fingers inside herself now, working them in and
out slowly but with serious intent.  She'd certainly had lots of
practice at masturbating, and I'd never seen anyone who could make
herself come more strongly or more often.

     "So, my little seventeen year old slave who has never had a
man inside her is performing as I command, and displaying her
naked body to these five men in white robes?"

     "Yes, MASTER, and it was making me soooo wet!  When I was
sitting crosslegged on the bed I could feel the bed getting wet
under me as I pinched my nipples.  I was so hot I could hardly
breathe!"

     "I suppose you had sucked cocks before, even at that early
age, hadn't you, my slave?"

     "Oh, yes, MASTER.  You had allowed me to suck you often, and
there had been the boys I had dated.  You know I've always loved
to suck cocks, MASTER."

     "Yes, I do know that, Monica.  And did you suck these men?"

     Monica has always been an extremely oral little slut, and
just talking about cock-sucking was pushing her over the edge as
she fingered herself there in the tub.  She grunted as she thought
about sucking all five men and her hips rose from the bottom of
the tub, her first orgasm running through her.

     "Did you lay on your belly on the bed and take each man's
dick in your mouth and pump him until you had his cum in your
mouth, Monica?  Is that what you did?  Thats very nasty, Monica.
To take all those thick cocks in your mouth and let them squirt
their cum into you.  Did my little seventeen year old virgin do
that?  I bet you did, and I bet you loved it."

     I watched her hips rise and fall as she hunched herself
wildly against her fingers, coming strongly as I talked to her.
Finally her hips fell back to the porcelain tub and she opened her
eyes, able to speak again.

     "I wanted to suck them, MASTER.  I asked you if I could, but
you wouldn't let me just then.  I was very disappointed, and you
finally relented and let me suck the taller black man's cock for
just a few minutes, making me stop before he came.  Then you made
me lay on my back again and allowed me to touch my virgin pussy
while the two black men slid off their robes and moved onto the
bed with me.  The one that I had licked knelt between my legs and
began kissing my fingers as I rubbed myself.  I was very wet, and
I know he tasted alot of my juices.  Finally I slid my fingers
away from my opening and let him run his tongue along my slit.
The other black man knelt beside me and began rubbing his slick
black dick along my breasts, teasing my nipples with the smooth
head.  I looked at you, pleading with you with my eyes to let me
pull his cock to my mouth, but you just watched, letting them
guide the action."

     Monica was still playing with herself, rubbing her clit in
small circles with her index finger.  Her hips were starting to
move slightly again and I knew it wouldn't be long before she
would be thrusting her fingers in and out again.  I reached over
to the counter to my right and slid open the top drawer.  I took
the cock-shaped soap on a rope out of the drawer and handed it to
her.

     "Here, fuck yourself with this", I said evenly.

     She smiled, taking the penis shaped soap and rubbing it along
her slit, moaning slightly as she looked down at it.  Gritting her
teeth she slowly worked it into her until she had its full length
inside her, then looking at me with lust filled eyes she began
pumping it in and out hotly.

     "Don't stop talking, Monica.  Keep telling me what the black
men did to you."

     "Yes, MASTER", she replied, her voice thick now with
passion.  "Finally the man between my legs stopped licking me and
moved to a kneeling position between my legs.  He lifted my legs
with his arms, moving forward slowly, his huge cock aimed at my
virgin pussy.  The other man watched, masturbating himself with
long slow strokes.  I glanced over at you frightfully, unsure if
this was what you had intended, but you didn't change your
expression at all.  I looked back between my legs, watching the
huge black shaft grow closer to my wet sex."

     She looked down at the soap cock fucking her pussy and
moaned, torn between the hot fantasy she was sharing with me and
the feeling of the intruder between her legs.

     "I like telling you this, MASTER.  I know its nasty, but it
makes me so hot to be able to tell you."

     "And I like for you to tell me, Monica.  Especially while you
fuck yourself with a bar of soap in an empty bathtub with your
legs draped over the sides."

     Monica grunted, hunching her hips upward hotly.  "I want to
be your dirty little tramp, MASTER.  I'll do anything you want me
to do, anything, you know that.  I know what I am."

     "Tell me what you are, Monica.  I like to hear you say the
words...tell me."

     "I'm your little fuck, MASTER, your dirty little tramp fuck-
hole.  I'm your slut, your cock-sucking, pussy-licking slave,
your whore, your cunt.  Ohhhhh, Godddd!!!"

     She was coming again, violently, her left hand now rubbing
her clit as she held the cock shaped bar of soap deeply within her
pulsating sex.  Her head flew back as her hips rose and fell, her
toes curling.  It was her sixth orgasm in the last four hours, but
not the strongest.

     I watched quietly this time, not speaking.  I've always loved
watching her come.  Sometimes its better if I talk to her while
she does, other times its better if I say nothing.  As her passion
subsided a bit she slid the soap from her pussy and let it lay on
the tub between her legs, her hands moving back to her breasts.

     "So the two black men were in bed with me, and I could feel
the smooth slick cock-head of the one between my legs rubbing
along my slit.  I was frightened, MASTER.  I'd never had a man
inside me, and he was sooo big!  Ever so slowly he began pushing
the head into me.  I was very wet, and I guess that helped alot,
because the pain wasn't so very terrible.  I felt the head pop
inside me and what felt like an outpouring of juice down there
with it.  There was a tugging at my lips, but no real sensation of
tearing of my skin.  My eyes opened wide as I stared past the cock
nearest me and watched the long black rod sliding inside me.  He
put as much as he could inside me and then just held it there,
moving his hand to my clitoris and beginning to rub it in tiny
circles with the tip of one of his black fingers."

     "Just then the other man swung his leg across my chest,
straddling me and began rubbing his cock against my face.  He
seemed intent on covering every part of my face with his long
black cock, rubbing the head and shaft across my nose and lips and
chin and even pressing the black head against my eyes.  I licked
out at it when it neared my mouth, wanting to taste it, but he
teased me with it, moving it away when my tongue darted out at it,
at times raising it flat against his belly and pressing his balls
to my mouth instead.  I licked his dark flesh, smelling his sex
and tasting his testicles."

     "You had one cock in your virgin pussy and you wanted another
in your mouth, didn't you, Monica?", I asked, teasingly.

     "Mmmmmm, yes, I did, MASTER!  I wanted both of the black
dicks inside me at once.  But I loved the way he was teasing me,
and the way the other man held his full meat inside me unmoving.
I know now he was waiting for me to begin moving my hips against
him, and it wasn't long before I was doing that, moving my hips
back and forth, feeling some pain, but needing to feel the huge
shaft sliding between my wet lips."

     She was rubbing herself again, spreading her lips open from
side to side, wiping her juices on her thighs as she moved her
hand back and forth across her sex.

     "Will you fuck me now, MASTER?  I'll keep talking if you
like.  I'll finish the story, I promise.  Please fuck me now", she
asked hotly.

     "You want me to fuck you while you tell me about taking the
black cock in your mouth, dont' you, Monica?  Isn't that what you
want?"

     "Yes, it is, MASTER.  Please fuck me...Please!!"

     "Get out of the tub then, my hungry little slave, and bend
over the counter for me with your legs spread open."

     She eagerly swung her legs back over the sides of the tub and
rose, moving to the counter.  She leaned forward, resting her
elbows on the counter, her legs opened widely.

     "Thats it, now keep talking, Monica.  Tell me your story."

     I squirted some hand lotion in my hand and rubbed it along
the cheeks of her ass, spreading it against her tight little
anus.  She jerked slightly at the coolness of the lotion, and I
could see her smiling in the mirror.  She hadn't expected what she
was going to recieve, but she seemed pleased nonetheless.  I began
working my middle finger in and out of her asshole slowly.

     "I began moving my hips back and forth toward the man between
my legs, feeling his thick shaft sliding in and out of my virgin
pussy.  I moaned hotly, partly out of passion from finally having
a man inside me and partly out of frustration at needing the other
black dick in my mouth so much.  Oh, MASTER!  Your finger feels so
good!"

     Sliding my finger from her ass I rubbed some of the cool
lotion over my rigid shaft and pressed the head of my cock against
her tight opening.  I squirted a much larger than necessary amount
of lotion on the bent over slave's back and began rubbing it all
over her as I pressed forward with my hips.

     "Finally the man straddling my chest placed the head of his
long black dick between my lips and gave me the chance I had been
waiting for so eagerly.  I slid my lips around the soft skin of
his cock, licking it with my tongue as he pressed forward into my
head.  It was so good to finally get his big cock in my mouth that
I moaned deeply in my throat as he fed me, and the man between my
legs began fucking me harder with long slow strokes of his huge
cock."

     My cock slid easily into the slick opening of my fantasizing
slave slut and still rubbing the lotion all over her naked back, I
fucked her ass with clock-work like strokes, in and out, in and
out.

     "For a moment or two I was lost in passion, my mind full of
the invasion of my body at both ends by thick long black dicks.
Then, on both sides of me, I became aware of hands taking my hands
and placing them on the hard shafts of two of the other men.  I
wrapped my fingers around the cocks which were placed in my grip
and began stroking both of them.  Somewhere in the back of my mind
I was aware that there were still two more cocks available to fuck
me, but the immediate knowledge that I was being touched by four
men with four hard cocks and that one of them was pumping hard now
in and out of my virgin pussy made me begin coming violently."

     Monica began fucking back on my hard shaft inside her dark
opening.  I slid my hands around to her chest and played with her
nipples as she continued talking, her words seperated by hungry
moans and grunts as I pumped in and out of her and pinched her
hard nipples.

     "When the man who was fucking my face saw I was coming he
began ramming his huge cock into me, wanting to feed me his fuck
while I was coming.  I wanted it, MASTER!  I wanted to feel his
hot white cum spurting out into my hungry mouth!  As my orgasm ran
through me all I could think about was cocks and cum.  They were
everywhere, inside me, beside me, and even more cocks somewhere
out of my sight in the room, waiting to give me even more
pleasure, more cum."

     The combination of her hot words and the tight squeezing of
her sphincter on my pumping shaft was bringing me to the edge
quickly.  I slid my right hand down her belly and through the soft
hairs of her sex and pressed two fingers against her clitoris,
rubbing it.  She grunted deeply, her head flying back at my touch.

     "I felt the man straddling my chest grab my head roughly and
pull it to his crotch, imbedding his huge black dick deeply into
my mouth and throat.  Then it jerked and a huge stream of his cum
poured out into me.  I fought the urge to gag, feeling his sticky
cum sliding down my throat into my belly.  He pushed my head away
slightly and then pulled it back even harder as he jerked inside
me again and another strong squirt of his cum splashed against the
inside of my throat.  I could hear him grunting, and the heated
passion with which he was coming inside my mouth made the other
men even hotter to have me."

     "The other man inside me, the one kneeling between my
upraised legs with his huge black cock in my virgin cunt was
fucking me hotly now, pumping and ramming me, totally unconcerned
about it being my first time.  Suddenly he shoved it all the way
inside me and held it there, and I could feel the spurts of his
cum filling my trembling middle fuck hole.  Unggggghhhh!!!...fuck
my ass, MASTER! Fuck me harder!"

     I put both hands at her crotch now as I rammed her bottom, my
balls slapping against her.  Still rubbing her clitoris, I slid
two fingers inside her very wet pussy, fingering her deeply.  She
spread her arms apart more widely, knocking some perfume bottles
over in the process, and pushed herself back on me, her hips
rising and falling as she fucked.

     "The one fucking my mouth...unnnghhhh, I'm sooo close,
MASTER!..took it out and sprayed my...God!!...sprayed my
face...Yesss!!, MASTER!!..and the two men I had been stroking took
his place, kneeling on....Mmmmmmmmmm...kneeling on either side of
me and stroking their dicks  in my....fuck me, fuck me, fuck
meeeee, MASTER!!!  They were gonna shoot cum in my face, MASTER!!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhunnnngggggghhhhh!!!"

     She couldn't continue the story at that point, as her orgasm
overtook her.  Her timing was perfect, and the explosion within me
brought me to my tip-toes as I shoved up into her, lifting upward
on her with the fingers inside her spasming pussy.

     Finally she fell heavily onto the counter, her breasts
spreading against the cool marble.  I lay atop her back, my
softening cock sliding out of her.

     "Is there more, Monica?", I asked, softly, kissing her neck.

     "In my fantasies there is always more, MASTER.  But I'm so
weak.  Can I tell you the rest another time?"

     Raising myself from her and turning her to face me, I kissed
her soft lips gently, holding her head in my hands.  One of the
marvelous things about Monica was that "another time" was quite
likely to be fifteen minutes away, not several days or several
weeks.  I could wait.
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